"Oh? You've got a plan?" Jonathan knew all too well what his son was like. "You're not just stalling me, are you?" "With my family's reputation, you shouldn't have such doubts." Jonathan laughed, "You are always the visionary! Alright, I'll agree to your terms, but don't take too long. Jonathan's not the patient type." "I've got it under control." Dorothy didn't immediately return to the Bay Residence with Everett.

She was all too aware of her disheveled state. She feared that Abigail and Langston would be scared if they saw her like this.

Back in the hotel suite, Everett, with his penchant for cleanliness, couldn't help but frown deeply at the sight of beer cans littered all over the floor.

"You should get ssleep." "And you?" Dorothy looked up at him.

curl up in bed, her small figure

used to hate drinking. Because of his injuries, Everett's movements

knew, the next second she might turn cold

bitter smile tugged at Everett's

in life, he wondered if he was too successful or too

it was

reach out, when he saw Dorothy's clear eyes

so much?" After hesitating, she nodded in admission. "Yes." "Tomorrow, let's go see a doctor, okay?" Everett sat by her bed, gently stroking her hair thered an illnes epeated vert we treat it. But let's not think about ending everything, okay? Just stick withlike

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